I'm 15. I'm the quiet one sitting there pretending not to notice but always watching what's going on around me. I'm curious. But that makes me sound like a stalker which I'm not. I can assure u of that.
The earth was ruined. Their had been signs beforehand that it was going to end. But scientist and their logic blew it off assuring us it wouldn't have in the next few centuries. They were wrong.
That day was the day the world was supposed to end. All around the world people were nervously waiting. Most people just laughed the threat off but deep down they were still paranoid.
There goes another soul Swept by the darkness Not even with a peep No one to hear it or see not even to mourn it Days turn months months turn into years and it is forgotten by the world..
Pain is a horrible feeling,especially when it's your fault their gone. And you never really get over it. It's stays with you forever. The memory the feeling.
So today at tennis our coach talk to us about the matter of victory and how we rate it. Or better yet how we measure it.
The bell rang. Students were running through the schools corridors. Footsteps and laughter were to be heard everywhere. But me. I was the one dragging my feet to the next class. My head hung low.
Hey, Am I flower. A butterfly, and ogre. Misery in the world, is violence the answer. Dash of rouge turns to, blade in hand. Do praise my effort. Bravo, bravo, bravo. (You are very welcome :).
Behind my same is pain. Behind my sparkling blue eyes is my dark soul. Endless bottomless darkness. I feel as if I should be afraid, but I cannot..
Why must everything e me. Why must I lose everything. I'm broken. I have nothing else. All this time I had been cling onto to a little string for dear life, but now it's gone.
What really describes a good team. Is it by how many matches they win. What other people say or how they describe by saying "their the best,number one." No that just scares you to death.
Everyday I sit and stare. Watch as people walk by. They seem to not see me. And I wonder why. Mom and dad say peculiar. And strange. What do they mean. I'm older now and I finally understand.
You laughed and look Down at me You spit in my face Your sneer mocking me every way I look Your eyes cold and piercing follow me everywhere You think I will surrender Submit to your will WRONG.